The dark silence, until my nightmares take over

My life is lost. Lost to the dark shadows of my twisted mind. Twisted by hours of cp and hate. HATE HATE HATE. You cant escape your fate. CRAVE CRAVE CRAVE. Crave my veiny cock. Well... Perhaps if you blow me I wont blow my HEAD OFF with a pump shotgun, perchance. The dark silence is lonely. My fears sneak closer and closer to my heart. Oh wait. I dont have a heart anymore. It was taken by the NIGHTMARES. There is no hope, I Hate the pope! There is no fun, I Hate the gun! THE GUN THAT SHOOTS MY HEART!